But Wu's face was a little confused, as if he was trying to remember something. After almost a stick of incense, he came back to his senses, apologized to Feng Jinghong and Qi Feitian who were sitting in silence, and then
He continued what he said before:
"After that, tens of thousands of years passed, and another plum tree grew up where the broken branch and the soul of Fanmei disappeared. It turned out that the calamity fire only destroyed the cold plum and did not harm Fanmei. After all, Fanmei had merged with the innate spiritual root.
However, even though it was just a broken branch, it was a great opportunity for Fanmei. Even though he died under the calamity fire, he finally escaped the calamity and found a glimmer of life, so he emerged from the ground one hundred thousand years later.
After countless years, Na Fanmei finally got a trace of her innate spiritual roots, and she slowly opened her spiritual wisdom and absorbed the vitality of heaven and earth on her own to strengthen her body."
When the old man said this, his eyes gradually became happy:
"Another 70,000 years later, Na Fanmei finally transformed. Deep in his nature, he was afraid of extremely strong and fierce fires, so after transforming, he only practiced arithmetic in the hope of avoiding death and prolonging his life. Moreover, the innate spiritual foundation he originally obtained
The resources are limited, and there are only some incomplete skills. After transforming, if you leave the place where you grew up, you can only walk and cannot fly. Therefore, your surname is "Bu", and because the Golden Crow Divine Fire is the strongest at noon, so at noon
If you don't get there, you won't be able to do arithmetic."
When the old man said this, he cried and laughed, and quietly looked at the expressions of the two senior brothers Feng Jinghong.
When Feng Jinghong saw the old man in the inn, he felt that the essence of wood in the old man was far different from that of a normal monk. Now when he heard what the old man said, he suddenly realized. But Qi Feitian never thought that the old man was formed from a tree.
, I couldn’t close my mouth from ear to ear in surprise for a long time.
After Feng Jinghong heard what the old man said, she said indifferently: "Senior, it must be that Fanmei took shape, right?"
"Young friends are determined and kind-hearted." The old man did not answer Feng Jinghong's question, but just praised him.
"Haha, senior has given me too much praise. I wonder what senior's orders are for me now?" Feng Jinghong asked expressionlessly.
Qi Feitian also regained his composure, and then said: "Senior, my brothers and I are just passing by here, and they don't have anything special with them. I don't know, senior...?"
"Haha, little friend, don't panic. What the old man wants has nothing to do with you. It just belongs to you, my junior brother." The old man chuckled and comforted Qi Fei Tiandao.
"Young man, I'm just doing okay with my appearance. If you have something to say, you might as well say it clearly." Feng Jinghong saw that the old man was talking about her, and she already had some guesses in her mind.
"I think I know what I want. The old man has made it clear. I just want you to come here and ask me to tell you when I will become a great person. Over the past countless years, the old man has lived a cautious life.
Everything is like walking on thin ice, and I just want to know when I will find enlightenment and liberation."
A trace of helplessness and boredom flashed in the old man's eyes.
"If it's just about fortune telling, I should do my best. It's just the reward I need..." Feng Jinghong paused, then continued, "Senior, you also know that the reward I want is not extraordinary."
Feng Jinghong didn't mention luck. In his mind, it was harder for plants and trees to take shape than to ascend to the sky. For plants and trees, luck was more important than life. There was no way it could match him, so he only mentioned yesterday's inn.
It is said that the reward is longevity.
"Longevity is not a problem. The old man is a tree, and his longevity is indispensable." The old man said nonchalantly.
"It's better to explain this clearly. What senior wants to ask is the path of the future life, so it's a far-off meeting. I'm going to repay one of the six people who need senior's current longevity. I'm afraid it's not a lot for senior." Feng Jinghong reminded.
road.
"That's true. Can you please see how long the old man can live?" After hearing Feng Jinghong's words, the old man thought it would be better to know how long he can live. If his life span is not enough, even if he knows whether he can attain enlightenment.
, it’s just that Han died at night after hearing about the truth, what’s the difference between it and not knowing?
"Senior, please extend your left hand." Feng Jinghong nodded.
The old man stretched out his left hand as instructed, Feng Jinghong closed his palms, and with a flash of red light, he also stretched out his left hand and placed it on the palm of the old man's hand. However, after a full hour passed, Feng Jinghong slowly retracted his hand while trembling all over.
And when he came back, red light flashed several times between Feng Jinghong's palms.
The old man was not in a hurry and let Feng Jinghong rest. Qi Feitian, on the other hand, was so anxious that he could not sit still and was sweating on his head.
After drinking tea, Feng Jinghong gradually calmed down and her face returned to rosy. When Qi Feitian saw Feng Jinghong open her eyes, he quickly stepped forward and asked, "How are you, junior brother?"
Feng Jinghong was moved in her heart and comforted her: "It's okay, it just took a lot of effort and I'm fine now."
When Qi Feitian heard Feng Jinghong's words, the anxiety in his heart calmed down a little.
"How are you, little friend?" The old man asked after seeing that the two brothers were concerned.
"Senior is really a powerful person, and he has such an opportunity. I just listened to what senior said and thought that the innate spiritual roots were just the number of innates. But now I understand that I am looking at the sky from the bottom of a well. Although the innate spiritual roots obtained by my predecessors
There is only a trace of the origin of the spiritual root, but with the current vitality of our ancestors, as long as we do not encounter natural disasters or man-made disasters, it is not a problem to live for another 800,000 years."
Feng Jinghong said in amazement.
"Haha, little friend, I have won the prize. If that's the case, then I have to trouble my little friend to read this photo for me." The old man felt determined after hearing Feng Jinghong's words, and immediately wanted to ask Feng Jinghong to read his face for him.
"Okay, but senior, do you know that I will be rewarded with my young life for seeing this?" Feng Jinghong agreed immediately.
"How do you say this?" the old man asked with some confusion.
"Senior, do you know how long you have lived since ancient times?" Feng Jinghong asked.
"This? This old man really doesn't know. At first he could still remember the years, but as time went by he no longer had this idea." The old man replied.
"Senior has spent seven hundred and fifty-two thousand six hundred and fifty and eight years since ancient times." Although Feng Jinghong's tone was calm, he was still amazed in his heart. Only those who have obtained the spiritual source of heaven and earth can do so.
Enjoy this long life.
"How long does it take, little friend, for me to see this appearance?" The old man also understood that although a tree-shaped person like him has a long lifespan, he was afraid that seeing this appearance would also consume a lot of time. So he spoke.
I want to ask clearly.
"Senior asked about the fortune of a lifetime, so longevity will also be calculated in one lifetime. Senior should have one million, five hundred and fifty-two thousand six hundred and fifty and eight years of longevity in this life. Choose one of the six.
Two hundred and fifty-eight thousand, seven hundred and seventy and six years and three months and three days.”
"What? So many? After this, Junior Brother, you can live for hundreds of thousands of years without practicing?" Even Qi Feitian was surprised this time.
"That's not the case. My fortune-telling is based on life span. The 60% of the life span I get from reading fortunes for others will be consumed in reading fortunes. For example, if the person asking for a fortune needs ten years of life, then I will only
I can get four years, but the other six years are consumed during fortune telling. Moreover, the four years I get will not be converted into my longevity. I have only just begun to master the fortune teller, and I can only get four of them.
One, the rest will remain in the body in the form of vitality, so it is not what senior brother thinks."
Feng Jinghong patiently explained that if this kind of thing was not explained clearly, people might be jealous.
"Well, that's how it looks selfless."
After listening to Feng Jinghong's words, the old man said, "In that case, please ask me to see this for the old man. Otherwise, it will always be a knot in my heart."
"Yes, but senior must give me the reward first, because I don't have such a long life to do this calculation for you first."
Although Feng Jinghong's tone was calm, his heart was still ups and downs. If he saw this picture, he would have a life span of more than 26,000 years, and he would not have to worry that he would die of old age, and even if his "Tao Jing of Immortality"
No matter how slowly you advance, you can still complete it.
"Of course, little friend, please help yourself." After the old man finished speaking, he looked at Feng Jinghong. Seeing that Feng Jinghong had not cast a spell for a long time, he thought he was worried, so he said again, "Little friend, you don't have to worry, but it doesn't matter if you take it.
"
"That's not what I mean. It's just that this matter requires the senior to transform into the real body. After all, what I'm asking about is your path and fruit in this life."
Feng Jinghong was afraid that her words would make the old man furious, so she hesitated for a long time. In the world of immortal cultivation, few people inquire about other people's personal details. After all, if a person's personal details are known to others clearly, it will be a battle of wits.
The mystery will be lost at any time, and it is easy to lose to others, so Feng Jinghong took a long time to speak.
"That's exactly what it should be." The old man didn't mind at all and smiled at Feng Jinghong.
Feng Jinghong told the old man some strange things when casting spells, etc., and asked the old man not to resist.
After all, this is an old monster that has lived for nearly a million years, otherwise Feng Jinghong would not even bother to explain anything.
After Feng Jinghong finished giving instructions, the old man saw that Feng Jinghong looked a little tired. Knowing that he had spent too much energy just now, he took out a wooden gourd and poured a drop of the same liquid into the cup in front of Feng Jinghong.
, but this time the color was brighter and the fragrance was richer. Feng Jinghong was not polite, picked up the cup and drank it.
An hour later, Feng Jinghong woke up from her meditation and said with a full expression, "It's time to start."
The three of them left the hut and went to an open space with a radius of thousands of feet in the valley. The old man pointed to the middle of the open space and said: "This is where my roots are, old man. When I was young, the old man should try to be as small as possible when he transformed into his original body, so that it is convenient for children."
Friends cast spells.”
After saying that, a green light flashed, and Feng Jinghong saw a bud began to grow in the middle of the open space. In an instant, it grew into a cold plum tree that was about ten feet tall and more than two feet wide. However, the cold plum tree kept growing, and then
As it grows, a wave of vicissitudes that seem to have accumulated for countless years spreads.
It is mixed with the helpless and fearful bud, which slowly grows into a winter plum that is proud of the cold and is not afraid of the cold. Then it grows from a winter plum that is not afraid of the cold to a tree with a circumference of ten feet, protecting the tree.
The demon plum blossom that has just begun to awaken its wisdom under the wind and rain destroyed many grasses and trees, and the demon plum tree that is not willing to be bombarded by the thunder from the sky, madly absorbs the vitality of the world and grows to a tree demon that can fight against the nature.
…
Feng Jinghong and senior brother Qi Feitian were both shocked by the growth of this plum tree over the past million years. This scene would have indescribable benefits for both of them, which I will not mention later.
But Feng Jinghong and Qi Feitian were immersed in the atmosphere of vicissitudes of life, when they suddenly heard a loud shout: "My little friend hasn't woken up yet, when can we wait?"